The Black Morass

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THE MORASS HAS MOVED
There is a NEW morass, with all the content here and more, only MUCH prettier!
GO THERE NOW, PITIFUL HUMAN
(This page used to force you there, but I have decided to allow access to this ancient crap once more. I still strongly suggest you relocate, as everything here only better is available on the new page.)

I suggest you concur before proceeding, lest you become offended.

This page has been mistakenly stumbled upon and hastily deserted times since the counter was reset on May 14th, 1998.
This page was created on August 10th, 1997 and last updated on April 13th, 2000.
This page is no fun on 640x480 resolution or less.

What snew: It's come to my attention that this webpage blows. I've outgrown it. (Pretentious.) I could probably spend weeks updating and modifying and it still wouldn't properly represent me as a person anymore. Not to mention the fact that it's incredibly lame and bland by today's internet standards. It's time to move on. I'll still update periodically, for the heck of it, but I plan on taking perhaps only the very best parts of this page and combining them with new things to make something with some actual focus that people might be remotely interested in. Although... it may be a while before I figure out just what that focus is, for me. So enjoy the crap on here, sign the guest book, blah blah. But I know visitors are already fairly apathetic, so now I'm just saying: I don't blame you. Carry on, carry on, and remember: I truely and deeply love each and every one of you. Right up to the point where I decide not to anymore.

Email me at ewalle@engmail.uwaterloo.ca
or be prepared to face eternal consequences.
ICQ #: 8258655

Visit my ethereal little sister, Lizzie.
Her page is here. Go, lest thy doom be assured.

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Fundamentally, a personal webpage is a way of shouting at the world that you exist and that you have a brain. The overall quality of the page is generally indicative of how loudly you are shouting.

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